Stroke of twelve rings out
Deep within the grave a shout
Scraping
Random torture, suffer by my hand
Slicing and cutting, submit to
Again I penetrate the graveyard soil
my necrotic needs are reborn
thrashing
Rancour fed I grasp her head
Hurl her ass against the
Abraising your eye socket walls
imploding your eyeballs
orgasm piercing throug
Fecal obsession, Fixated on my own turds
sewed down the anus
forcing
Why not trample the vermin crawling beneath your feet ?
Why
Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill
A half gnashed